"Hiiii" I said nervously, knocking on my managers door, located in my business suite that I rent out for all of my team.
Her name was Jordyn. She was also a close friend of mine. More like a big sister. She's always look out for me and has nothing but my best interest at heart. I have no clue where I'd be or what I'd do without her. She's been with me since day one. She manages all my brand deals, schedule, appearances, etc. She even helped build me a little team to help with my growing career. I literally wouldn't trade her for the world.
"Hi, Sadé. What's up girl?" She giggled, looking at me skeptically.
"Oh nothing." I grin.
"What are you getting ready to ask me for?"
"What? Who said I was gonna ask for something?" I pretend to act surprised.
"I've known you long enough. You can't fool me." She laughs.
"Wellll...Since you mention it. I was kind of thinking. Maybe you could see if I'll have a week free soon or be able to clear my schedule?"
"I can see what I can do. Why? And how urgent is this?" She asked walking up to the huge calendar on the wall, checking it out.
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"Because I wanted to visit Detroit again soon. You know as like, a little get away."
"Uh huh." She said writing some stuff down on the dry erase calendar, waiting for me to continue talking.
"It'll only be for a week. And I was actually invited to visit by someone. I've been working a lot so it would be nice to take a break before summer ends."
I was trying to remain hopeful, hoping she'd understand. The thing with Jordyn, was that she could be cutthroat sometimes. Especially when she needed to be. And I totally appreciate that, but I know she's also understanding. I just never knew which one she'd be sometimes. Like at this moment for instance. She turned around, still in her spot.
"Who invited you?" She raised her eyebrows.
"Marshall."
"Eminem?"
"Yea. We made a bet at the basketball game. And I won. So he offered me a mini vacay over there."
"Sadé. You've been getting real close with him." She said suspiciously.
"No I haven't. It's not like that, Jo. We're just friends. Plus, I've hung out with people older than me all the time. It's just the industry and you know that." I defend.
"I know. It's just that that is Hailie's father. And you're good friends with her. It can get a bit tricky. Don't do anything I wouldn't do." She warned as she asserted her attention back to calendar.
"Jo. Me and you both know, you'd do a whole lot." I tease her.
"You know what I meant!" She shoots back, laughing at the joke.
She moves a few more things around with my schedule and looks back at me with a smile plastered across her face.
"Well you're in luck. You have the entire last week of August off, which is in... two days."
"Ahh, thank you!" I squealed hugging her.
I guess I didn't realize how excited I actually was until now. These past few weeks have been hectic. I've been busy doing photo shoots, filming video after video, making public appearances at shows, and I finally had a break. I can't wait to relax and have a good time.
Marshall's POV:
— At The Studio
Sadé called and let me know when she'd be free like I asked her too. She sounded super excited, saying how she never really got the chance to enjoy Detroit the last time she was here since it was all work related. I told Paul about it first thing earlier today. He was giving me hell for it saying how I must be out of my damn mind to invite her to stay at mines for a week and how if I wanted to get laid all I had to do was find a woman more than willing out here. He really grinded my gears with that one because Sadé wasn't that type of lady. But then again, why was I trying so hard to get closer with her?
I put all my frustration into the booth though. I was sat in one of the chairs at the sound board coming up with new beats along with Naunie & Boogie, one of the boys I signed to my label. Just then, Paul poked his head in and says,
"It's done, slim. I'll send Sadé's manager all the flight details over this afternoon." Before walking back to his office.
"Hold up, you inviting Sadé out here, dawg?" Naunie asked with a surprised yet slightly amused expression.
Boogie looked at us both in confusion.
"Sadé? That one chick who's popular for her YouTube videos and shit?" Boogie looks at me for confirmation.
"Yup. That's exactly who." I confirmed.
"Damn, bro. She's bad as hell." He whistled.
"And she's also young as hell. Em, what are you thinking? I know you ain't bring her out just to fuck?" Denaun got in my ass.
"It ain't nothin' like that, bro. She's a cool girl to hang out with." I say, rubbing my beard.
"Don't fumble the bag, man. I'm telling you." Boogie said.
"I ain't tryna date her either." I looked at him.
"Shit, then can I get a chance with her?" Boogie asked.
I gave him a death glare. He put his hands up in surrender, smacking his lips at me.
"Chill. No need to be hostile." He said.
"I mean. She's attractive, but you're right Naunie. She's way too young for me." I confessed.
"I know you like 'em young, but I ain't think that young. I ain't mad at you though. She seems like she got a good head on her shoulders. She don't come off as one of those dumb, naïve ones."
"Nah, she's definitely not. But you ain't gotta worry about that because we're just friends." I shrug.
I do like her, but I won't tell anyone else that. Especially them. Damn, this girl is already starting to mess with my head. I've only know her for 2 months. So I'm sure this'll just pass and go like any other of my flings I've ever had.
Both of the guys just gave me a look. We went back to work, me making beats while Boogie rapped on the booth.
I know this is a short chapter, but the next chapter might be a bit juicy. I really just wanted to show both sides of them and where they're at with their feelings for a better understanding of the story! - 🤎
